He who will remain namless

Before I tell you my story, let me give you a brief description of myself; I’m 32, medium build, clean shaven, smooth, short blond hair and youngish looking. Oh yeah…for those who want to know…I’m 8 inches hard. I like guys who wear their shirts open to see, a hint of chest, tucked into tight trousers and a belt. My name is Brian, so obviously, I’m not the one who will remain nameless. 

It all started the night I went out to the local pub with my mates. I had just started on my second pint of bitters when I spotted him across the room. He was standing, almost with a mysterious look about him, against the far side of the pub. He was alone. He was slightly taller than myself, with shoulder-length black hair and brilliant green eyes. His face had model quality all about it. He was clean shaven and (my favorite part), he wore tight black leather pants that left nothing to my imagination. Tucked into his trousers was a crisp white shirt that was left open at the neck. I could see a tuft of black hair peeking through the top. He smiled lazily at me when he caught me staring at him. And who wouldn’t? The man was fucking gorgeous. 

My mates were engaged in a rousing game of darts and I was sitting at the table alone but, not for long, because my mysterious stranger was now walking slowly toward me. He looked neither to the left nor right as he made his way across the smokey, crowded room. When he stopped at my table, I had all I could do to tear my eyes from his crotch. I have this game I play where I give cocks a nickname known only to myself. I named this one ‘lump.’ He cleared his throat and brought me out of my daydream. As I looked up those magnificent green eyes held my gaze and I shuddered slightly. It was almost as if his eyes had just caressed my entire being.

“So?” He inquired. “Can I join you?” My God I thought to myself; Why don’t we just join our bodies together?
“Sure,” I replied as nonchalantly as I could. “My name is Brian.” I waited for him to tell me his name but, he didn’t. He just sat down and reached his hand out to greet me.

“Nice to meet you Brian.” His voice caressed me gently. He smiled slightly to reveal pearly white teeth and I felt myself go weak in the knees. Weak in the knees?? What was I some little fucking school girl? Oh you bet I was. I felt that old familiar stirring in my pants as I grasped his hand firmly and shook it.

“So Brian,” he continued. “This place is boring, smokey and loud. Do you fancy going somewhere exciting, smoke free and quiet?” I glanced around to find that my mates were still playing darts and paying no attention to me at all. What the hell! You only live once. “Why not?” I smiled at him. “By the way…I didn’t catch your name.”
He gave me that sexy smile, tossed his hair back and stood up from the table. “I didn’t give it to you.”
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As luck would have it, he only lived down the block. It was well past midnight when we found our way to his flat. He opened the door and allowed me to pass. He turned on the light and I found myself standing in his front hall. Then I found myself being turned around and pulled into his embrace. His lips were soft and full and his mouth was hot and moist as it captured mine in one of the hottest kisses I’ve ever experienced. His tongue wrapped itself around mine as he started grinding sensuously against me. I felt his cock (lump) expanding and hardening through his tight leather trousers causing my own cock to awaken fully. His strong hands cupped my ass and massaged my globes expertly. I reached up and started unbuttoning the rest of his shirt while sucking and nibbling on his tounge and lips. He groaned slightly as I ran my fingers through the dense, coarse hair on his chest and teased and twisted his nipples with my able fingers. I felt his hands unbuttoning my trousers and then felt my trousers and my underwear sliding down past my hips. My fevered cock sprang free from its confines and slapped up against his leather trousers. I removed his shirt and let it drop to the floor. Then I reached down and found his belt. I unbuckled it and unsnapped his leather trousers. 

Hooking my fingers on either side of his hips, I actually had to force them down as they were that fucking tight around his waist! Surprise, surprise…he wore nothing underneath. I felt him kick his shoes off and I did the same. Then as if on cue, we both wiggled our pants past our hips and down our legs, breaking the kiss briefly, and then stepped out of them completely. He grabbed me again and slid his tongue down my throat once more. I moaned into his mouth and grasped his steel rod (at least 9 inches) and pumped it gently, capturing his hefty balls in the palm of my hand at the same time. 

I recalled briefly that I caught a glimpse of dense black hair around his cock that thinned out as it snaked up his belly to fan out on his chest. God this man was beautiful. By this time we were both naked and I felt myself being moved down the hallyway of the flat until he suddenly turned me slightly and I felt my ass hit a door. He reached behind me to grasp a doorknob and the door flew open. I would have fallen if he had not been holding me so tightly. The room was already lit up but I probably didn’t notice right away because I was such a randy state that my brain was slightly mush! And I still didn’t know this fucking blokes name! He backed me against a bed as he kissed my neck, and chewed my ear. I had him firmly by the cock and he had his hands firmly on my ass. 

“Lie down,” he whispered hoarsly in my ear. I scrambled up on the bed and lay flat on my back with my legs slightly parted and my cock standing straight up in the air. He smiled wickedly at me and crawled up on the bed to kneel between my legs. His eyes were smoldering green – lust filled emeralds. He grasped my cock firmly at the base and slowly caressed it up to its head. I shook with excitement as he lowered his mouth and engulfed the head of my cock with his hot, moist mouth. He slid his mouth down with so much as a by-your-leave and my cock disappeared down my nameless lovers throat. I arched my back and threw my head back and my mouth opened wide in a silent scream. 

My hands found his head and I twirled my fingers through his hair as I started force feeding him my stiff rod. He didn’t complain, he didn’t gag…he just sucked for all he was fucking worth. Shivers rose up and down my spine and my legs quivered with the excitement of it all. Unfuckingbelieveable! And then…he stopped!

He stopped leaned back and smiled at me. He crawled slowly over me his steel rod brushing briefly against mine causing us both to pause. As he approached me I instinctively knew what he wanted and opened my mouth wide. Staddling my chest, he aimed his cock head at my mouth and brushed it against my bottom lip. I hissed sharply as he slid his cock into my mouth, past my teeth and slightly down my throat. I closed my mouth (careful not to nip him) and tasted his manliness. I could smell the leather on him (probably coming from his balls) from where he had recently sweated inside of his trousers. The smell was intoxicating. I sucked gently at first and as he twitched slightly my sucking grew more intense. 

He placed his hands on either side of my head and slowly started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. I’m an experienced cock sucker but (unlike him), I felt myself gag once or twice until I caught the hang of sucking cock in this position. Remembering to open my throat wide, I relaxed, placed my hands on his hips and helped him slide in and out of my mouth. He leaned over me as his movements became more pronounced and his hair fell about my face. It was a nice clean smell. Each time he pulled his cock out, he slid it in a little further until I was taking all nine inches of it. As I was enjoying the taste of this stranger on my tongue, he had reached behind him so he could stroke my cock. As he stroked, I sucked. As I sucked, he stroked. This went on for a few minutes until he pulled his cock (now hard as a fucking rock) out of my mouth and caught his breath. 
The whole time he kept stroking my cock lazily and not saying a word. He just stared into my eyes. He sensed my anxiety because he smiled reassuringly and slid back until his ass bumped my rod. He was still stroking it but now he was raising his ass up and guiding his hole to the tip of my pole. I shook with nervous excitement and my cock was leaking precum wildly. He placed his asshole at the tip of cock, and without a word slid down the length of my hardness until he was firmly in place. He grabbed his own sticky-with-precum cock, looked at me intensly and said in a firm voice, “Now fuck me!” 

Always happy to oblige, I grasped his hips and rose him slightly up in the air and then I pushed him gently back down. He was so fucking tight and his hole was more than hot…it was scaldling! I rose him up in the air but this time as he started to slide down, I fucked up into him. His eyes opened wide as he felt my fullness inside of him and his hand stroked his boner. His mouth hung open as his breathing increased. As I fucked him from my position, I could feel his asshole sucking me in, tightening around my dick like a vise. It was a perfect fit. A perfect tight fit. This was incredible. I knew that soon we were both going to explode. I felt my balls tightening up in their sack as the cum inside of them boiled and churned. He was faring no better. His hand as jacking his cock like there was no tomorrow and the head of his cock was a bright cherry red. It was leaking precum all down his fingers, which he occasionally licked and sucked off with his mouth. 
I tightened my hands around his waist as my up and down motion increased. I breathing had matched his and it was a race to see who could breathe the hardest, and the fastest. I felt him tense his ass lips around my cock and knew something was about to happen. At the same time, when his ass ring tightened around my cock, it caused me to thicken and lengthen even more. Then my whole body went stiff, I held him firmly down, and felt the cum race up my shaft until my cock exploded deep into his guts. He threw his head back and howled as he felt my love juices burn his insides and his own cock spewed forth with hot, sticky cum that coated my chest, splattered my face and even landed in my open mouth as I struggled for air. I fucked up into him one last time and shot off another round causing what was already there to come pouring out of him making us even more sticky with love. His hand was moving at a feverish rate as he coaxed the last of his juices up and out of his rod until there was just no more to give.

With one last gasp for breath, he collapsed on top of me, my cock still embedded inside of him. We lay in this postion glued together by our mutual juices. We slowly kissed and nibbled on each other as we slowly made our way back to reality. I wrapped my arms around him and rolled us over, causing my dwindling cock to slide out of him with a soft pop. 

There’s really not much more I can tell you. I left his flat shortly after that to catch up with my mates. I had just had the best sex ever in a long time and the hell of it was…I still didn’t know his name.